"Yeah, that's what that's for. I would like that to stay where it is, but would you be willing to see if you can forcibly remove a small bit of metal from, say, my fingertip? I'll heal in moments and will also numb it first."

"Sure."

Now there is a small piece of metal in his left pinky fingertip.

"Numbed?" she checks.

"Yup."

She tries to yank it out.

She tries it again.

"What was the difference the second time?"

"Second time I let you."

"...I think you are more indestructible than Tialle's Demon or any of the rest of his kind. So that's something."

"I like my indestructibility. It is very reassuring."

"I'm sure."

"And I would be very sad if all the other demons of my kind were to go extinct. There is a thriving demonic culture."

"Presumably your kind of demons aren't omnicidal rapists."

"Not usually."

"It was literally unprecedented for Tialle's Demon not to be."

"How'd he manage the trick, then?"

"We're not sure. We met him less than twenty-four hours ago."

"But you're quite sure that he isn't just a very subtle sort of evil because telepathy."

"And because unicorn. But yes."

"Unicorns. Something new every day. I assume this isn't just a heavily modified mundane ungulate."

"He was sentient and had a psychic connection to what I think might have been that world's God and was uncomfortable around my sister and I because we weren't virgins."

"What an interesting sort of non-mundane ungulate."